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Maria and I
The Fight for Freedom Three or four thousand years ago, The ancient Greeks fought for Liberty As now we know. And before them, the persecuted Jews, Rebelled against the yoke of tyranny. Although the ?ght for Freedom Was long and hard, In the end they did not lose And Freedom rose unscarred! Centuries later the English people did uprise Or their freedom would have surely died And King John, the unkind The Magna Charter had to sign. For Freedom many men have died And for it they a King de?ed. Freedom is such a precious thing No one can take it away Not even a King. And so it goes through all the centuries, How men have worked and bled and died, How men have fought for Freedom With their women by their side. These things we now recall In the midst of the greatest Battle of them all. All over the world men are dying today That we may live in peace tomorrow. And in the peace that’s yet to come We will not hate and none we’ll shun. “Black, yellow, brown or white”, We’ll say, “These and all the others We are proud to call our brothers.” And when that happy day arrives, I think that God up in His skies Will say, with voice so mild, “Now I am proud to say, Man is my child."
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